1 

"Obviously, this is a terrible joke!" Jay expanded at the lady sitting leg over leg before him. 

"I truly need it..." 

"Stop it!" He yelled, hammering angry clench hands on the table. "Stop it at the present time or I swear I'll make you think twice about it." 

"Is that a danger, Jay?" His eyes tested her, making her fall quiet. 

How is it possible that it would be that as her life comes to fruition, a phantom from her past takes steps to ascend to torment her ideal dream? Everything appeared to be so unthinkable, excessively incomprehensible even to comprehend. Be that as it may, one name continued to spring up in his mind; his dad. 

"The number of?" She raised her look to him. 

He inclined forward, his elbows stopping around his work area. "I don't have a clue what you mean." 

However, Jay knew very well that he did, he could see it in his shrewd eyes. He likewise realized that he was a pioneer and could undoubtedly be reimbursed. In this way, he made his own proposition. "It costs twice so a lot." 

His eyes illuminated at those words, a grin playing on the edges of his lips, "Okay, Jay, you have your own arrangement." 

2 

Kiara's universe halted. Time stops. Life halted. His pulse halted, and the main individual present at that point, was the brown-looked at avaricious beast sitting across the room from him. He didn't stop to ponder his activities and before he realized what had occurred, he charged at her. He has gone too far! Kiara had been quiet for a really long time – excessively long and presently, the beast figured she could go too far and be free. Indeed, he was off-base! He dazed him as he swung angry punches at him, his clench hands mauling as he pulled at his kinfolk, draining out. 

She attempts to drive him away from him yet he doesn't move. She will kill him. With his mom's remains, he would kill him on the off chance that it killed him. 

He felt a substantial blow land on his jaw, his neck contorting sideways accordingly. Agony vibrated through his neck muscles as his teeth gripped to facilitate the aggravation. All things considered, she clung to him, her entire body sitting on top of him, her arms squeezed against the neckline of his neck. 

He snatched her wrist and drove her away from him, her body arrival on the floor with an excruciating crash. 

"Kiara!" 

He ignored the blast of physical and enthusiastic agony. 

"You!" 

He heard the disturbance around him yet was excessively bustling crying to take note. Sticking to his knees, he covered his head between his knees and surrendered to his tears – how had he dealt with procure this? 

First he killed his mom, presently he needs what is legitimately Adline?! Kiara realized her dad needed to kill his clench hand before he let it contact whatever had a place with Adline; it was a value he was able to pay. 

3 

Torment shot through Jay's arm muscles as his clench hand connected with its objective - - landing directly on Kiara's dad's jaw. Jay didn't stop to think briefly as he handled a second punch on Kiara's dad's jaw. 

Fury detonated in his heart, siphoning him with enough energy to kill the beast sitting caught before him. His dad in-law put his hand on Kiara! He put his filthy hands on Jay's better half! He gritted his teeth at the idea, his vision obscuring with outrage as he loosened up his hand and pointed another punch, losing his nose by just an inch, for the old simpleton was sufficiently fast to move this time. . 

"Jay!" 

He heard her name however disregarded it. Raising his clench hand once more, it associated with its objective, drawing blood. 

Seeing Kiara's father hit him alarms Jay. He ought to be here to secure her. He ought to have pushed the elderly person onto the gallery that evening. He ought to have taboo her to dig an inch close to Kiara. There were numerous things Jay might have done to keep the elderly person from contacting Kiara, however Jay overlooked them, leaving his better half powerless. 

Jay would have proceeded with his assault in case Kiara's noisy cry didn't deliver him once again from his frenzy. He drove himself away from his dad and got up, his eyes promptly scanning the space for him. His look at long last chose her, his knees lifted and his head covered between them. 

He strolled over to where she was sitting crying and sat close to him, pulling him to himself. Her heart beat in her chest, trouble made her exuberantly pleased as she pondered what she would need to suffer in his nonappearance. 

Did he generally endure maltreatment because of his dad? It is safe to say that he is utilized to his clench hands? Jay realizes beyond any doubt that the responses to those inquiries can make him stumble into the room and finish what he began with Kiara's dad. 

The inclination to kill his dad was so extraordinary, he knew whether he remained in the room any more, he would. Along these lines, he got up, pulled Kiara with him, and drove her out the entryway – away from the beast that was her dad. 

4 

The supper table was uncommonly quiet with only an intermittent sound of cutlery contacting the plate. 

Kiara's dad in-law's look went to his insane child, who had the daringness to contact Kiara's dad. Kiara's dad in-law had been stunned insane to stroll into the lounge a couple of hours prior to discover his child on his besan, swinging a punch at him. While he actually doesn't have the foggiest idea what occurred, he realizes it had something to do with the lady sitting unobtrusively alongside Jay – a lady idiotic enough for Jay to cherish – and in the event that he had any questions in the past concerning the degree to which his child was able to go for Kiara, his questions were ignored. 

Luckily, the wounds were negligible contrasted with the measure of blood that Jay had drawn. In addition, he some way or another figured out how to persuade his besannya to go along with them in the little party they planned to have to pay tribute to his besannya - - the party Jay's dad had booked for his child to bringing to the table his besannyal a statement of regret in broad daylight. Kiara's dad for his rowdy conduct. 

However, Jay's father realized Jay could never apologize. Indeed, getting Jay to join the family for supper that evening was a battle. Causing Jay to apologize to his dad in-law would be war. 

All things considered, Jay's dad couldn't let his relationship with Kiara's dad simply end on account of his child's ineptitude. 

"We will all overlook your whimsical conduct prior in the day, Jay." Jay's dad began, Jay scowled at him accordingly. "I'm setting up a party out of appreciation for Kiara's dad, a party that you and Kiara must attend..." 

"You probably gone feeble in the event that you thought I'd let that insane elderly person an inch near my significant other!" Jay thundered. 

"You think this is a joke, Jay?!" A grimace showed up on his dad's face, his fingers grasped as he played with the possibility of ​​punching Jay in the face. 

"Father, Jay, enough!" His significant other represented the initial time, her delicate voice facilitating her outrage briefly. "Enough of this franticness!" 

Taking a full breath, he reclined into his seat. "In the event that you want to contact one of the most influential men in the nation and pull off it, you're the decrepit one." 

"We're going to the party," Kiara at long last talked, her hand laying on Jay's arm, her eyes begging him. He gestured genuinely. "We're going to a party, then, at that point, I will bid farewell to my father." 

5 

Despite the fact that Kiara's eyes were shut, tears actually figured out how to run down her cheeks, running down her face as she lay close to him. Jay ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes examining her face, sitting tight for her to take a gander at him. He required her to realize he was here. He required her to realize that he could depend on her, she could trust him. He needs her to realize he will safeguard her, that he is her better half, she will ensure him since he adores her. He knew very well that he simply consented to go to the party since he was frightened and he frantically needed to alleviate his feelings of trepidation. 

He squeezed his lips against her neck prior to measuring his face in his grasp and kissing her lips. 

A couple of moments passed before his eyes opened. He could plainly see the trouble and dread transmitting inside it. 

He offered a reassuring grin and inclined forward, pulling her towards himself. She folded her arms over him, cuddled near him while her head leaned against his chest. He could feel his heart thumping quick for her – a wild creature that could effectively ensure the lady in its arms. 

"Pardon me." He murmured, realizing that the fault could be laid at his feet. 

"It's not your issue, Jay." He mumbled in his chest, his voice covered in bitterness. "Nothing in case it's your issue." He pulled away and checked out her. 

He searches for her eyes. He needed to inquire as to why his dad assaulted him however ruled against it; he required it to fail to remember the occasions that happened before. 

He inclined forward, his brow against hers, his breath blending with his. The second he investigated her eyes, he realized he needed to secure her. He realized he never needed to investigate those dismal eyes, at any point in the future. 

"I'll secure you, Kiara," he said, investigating her eyes, his spirit associated with hers. "I will secure you with no guarantees." 

Inclining forward, he squeezed his lips against her warm lips, his lips marginally separated to meet hers. His fingers delicately wandered her neck, sliding gradually down her jaw, prior to arriving on her wet cheeks. He smoothed his cheeks, cleaning away his tears as their kiss extended and his body squeezed more enthusiastically – he would secure her regardless.